In All Seriousness...

Ok, I'm a pretty jovial guy. I like to "poke fun" as much as the next Tom, Dick or Jer. But this post is to address a fairly serious matter. And I don't want anybody to think this is just another silly blog post that is a waste of your time.

You see, for years now, I haven't really had a nickname. When folks address me they might say Jeremy, Jerry, Jer, cool guy, Jason (an accidental mix of Jeremy and Mason), Dude, Mister, Guy, Buddy, Sucka, Killa, Busta, Crazy, Ghostface Killa.... You get the idea, it's all over the place and its causing a bit of an identity crisis for an aging hipster such as myself. I need to be firmly rooted in my identity. As Stella would say, "I got to get my groove back". And as easy as that sounds, I can't focus on my "groove" when every lay person around the village is calling me by a different moniker. Ok, let me put this in terms that you can understand. I need a new nickname.

I realized this fact when I was at the local hardware a couple of months ago buying lots of things that tough guys buy. You know, a saw, some nails, a couple planks of pine, some random fiberglass, a couple safety cones and a few mints at the cash register. And then, right as the cash register guy says "see you later Jeremy", Areosmith's hit single Amazing comes on and Steven Tyler sings "It's amazing...with the blink of an eye you finally see the light...when the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright". That's when I had it. My new name will be Jeremazing. It's absolutely perfect. Not only that but I googled it, and found this page on youtube. You might notice that the new URL address contains my new nickname! With that said, I'm sure you see the value in this post and feel that you have not wasted any of your time.
-Jeremazing